
Surfing’s equivalent of a fine Scottish single malt – sweet yet bitter, strong enough to blow your head off, and yet… sublime. Mark Harris, smelling the inside of the keg.
Photo: Al MacKinnon
“The ocean waves of my life, ridden or simply observed, linger in the memory as sweet as a lover’s touch.” – Bill Wise (dreamrider, image-crafter, survivor)















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Tuesday would be perfect.